The Blind Leaving the Blind Mvt 3 - Punch Brothers

O woman I’m your servant

I don’t know anything but I’m ready to learn

O woman I’m starving for your approval

Be kind to me

The big city calls and your daughters are smiling

In the windows of apartment buildings

I bet I look about as small as I feel

Thank you jesus can I have another

And another

Thank you lord

But if it pleases thee to have them

Banging down the door

Couldst thou let 'em know what they’re in for

Ain’t good for you or me or them

Amen

O woman I’m your servant

Asking for the right to look you in the eye

O woman I’m dying for you to notice

How far I’ve come

I’m moving downtown and your

Daughters are walking by me

I believe they’re still deciding

If they like having me around

If they like having me around

I need to know why

Goodwill’s coming by to collect a box

I filled with things I hate about myself

Things I liked before I got here

Then it’ll pick her up and we’ll do

Anything she wants or anything they want

Or anything you want o woman I don’t care

Lord I’d be in your debt

If you’d help me forget

That heaven’s mine for trying

'Cause lord I don’t know why

You’d give me so much life

To live resigned to dying